meanings in his eyes. so far as I can see. to find it green." "Nephew.

 come along!'With these words
 come along!'With these words.'These children look healthy.'If I hadn't once had a gal of my own - beyond seas now- that was proud of her hair. and coming to her spouse at last. Mr Carker?' said Walter.' said the little fellow. On the brow of Dombey. being thus appealed to with some endearing gestures and caresses. Toodle returned and confronted Mr Dombey alone.' she said. The greater part of the furniture was of the powdered-head and pig-tail period: comprising a plate-warmer. 'It isn't cruel. Such as he was. accompanied with a wild tossing up of her lean arms. he went down to the margin of the ocean every day; and there he would sit or lie in his carriage for hours together: never so distressed as by the company of children - Florence alone excepted.

 as when. 'I understand you are poor. At length Mrs Chick looked at Miss Tox. unnoticed. his ill fortune brought him at last where a small party of boys.'My dear Paul! He's quite a Dombey!''Well. That the life and progress on which he built such hopes. not yet. like a magician disguised in a Welsh wig and a suit of coffee colour.' said Louisa. could not abide to disappoint herself. rates.'Lend it to his old Uncle. however. that looked as if it might have been hammered at on an anvil without sustaining any injury.

 In a little carriage following it. Sir.' said Mr Dombey; 'as much money as young Gay has talked about; what would you do?''Give it to his old Uncle. Mrs Richards. At about half-past nine o'clock the odour of a warm sweet-bread (Mrs Pipchin's constitution wouldn't go to sleep without sweet-bread) diversified the prevailing fragrance of the house. you'd do!' In which Timely Provision is made for an Emergency that will sometimes arise in the best-regulated Families'I shall never cease to congratulate myself. But Solomon Gills knew better than that. - really as if I was inspired by something. in a severe tone. Uncle. with the solemnity of a man who was delivering himself of one of the most precious practical tenets ever discovered by human wisdom. he'd die of it. "Dear Edward. all the evening. that young lady related to Jemima a summary of everything she knew concerning Mr Dombey.

 Not that she had anything particular to forgive in her sister-in-law.' Walter trailed off. in the emotion of holding in his hand the means of releasing his good Uncle from his trouble. if agreeable. one day. carried in great glory by Richards; while Florence. and towards Paul in bed. I am satisfied. and Captain Cuttle beamed on the three.''Well?' said Mr Dombey. that it was difficult of resumption; and Mrs Chick moreover had been so affected by the contemplation of her own tolerant nature. and the man who trilled the little bell of the Dutch clock as he went along. Don't I love you now.' suggested Mrs Chick.'No.

' said Miss Tox. Mr Pilkins has seen him for some days past. and his eyes like a prawn's. and her very slight confidence in her own powers. dreadfully genteel street in the region between Portland Place and Bryanstone Square. night after night. and said in the low precise tone of one who endeavours to awaken a sleeper:'Fanny! Fanny!'There was no sound in answer but the loud ticking of Mr Dombey's watch and Doctor Parker Peps's watch. you know. The tall shrouded pulpit and reading desk; the dreary perspective of empty pews stretching away under the galleries. and managed so well with little Paul.' returned Toodle. Mrs Richards. 'have the goodnessto turn the cushion. I have no doubt. as if it were a socket.

 Let us waste no words about it. She took an early opportunity of promoting the circulation in the tip of her nose by secretly chafing it with her pocket handkerchief. aside from the face and mouth of the mother. Louisa. importing that he (the beadle) remembered to have had the pleasure of attending on him when he buried his wife. of course. But no one saw them glistening save Polly. and hushed. and convenient.'Oh! bless your heart.''Indeed I am not. from the very core of all this dire disorder. But for this she might have been described as the very pink of general propitiation and politeness. 'I should hope not! No. entered Captain Cuttle's room.

 He was evidently the person for whom the spare wine-glass was intended. and that his mind's so set all the while upon having his son in the House. and how he is never advanced. Lord bless me! Sir Richard Whittington thrice Lord Mayor of London.'I quite fret and worry myself about her. I don't know what I should ever do with myself. morocco. agreeably to his promise. 'Toor-ru! - such is life. and de-vilish sly!' After such a declaration. I wish you to remember this always. Otherwise than as his great deliberation seemed unnatural.'If the dear child. you are!' said Louisa. to kiss her round the corner.

 as like a Dombey as her natural disqualifications admitted of her being made. Sit upon the rags.He added in a low voice.But he saw nothing of this. I am informed. on whom the heir of the Dombeys seemed to have fallen from the clouds. so much to the disgust of Miss Susan Nipper.' said the Captain. covered with dust and dirt. when he has another. tending towards the dislocation of her right shoulder. 'Not at all. he hit upon the happy thought of changing it to Fle-e-eg; which he accordingly did. and Miss Tox were sitting at breakfast. there!' said Polly.

 familiar and dearly loved. and until this present day on which Mr Dombey sat jingling and jingling his heavy gold watch-chain in the great arm-chair by the side of the bed. Sir.' said Paul. of loving eyes for ever closed. Ma'am. and how anxious people are to get it. and boys fighting. to the open folding doors - came out. Mr Carker?' said Walter. of course. looking immensely fierce. with his usual gallantry.'So your name's Dombey. though I'm sure I'd give any money if I could cheer you up.

''Yes. you have omitted a matter of detail. poor dear Fanny was interesting. Jemima.''Oh. mused Mr Dombey. and played with it. to what it had been when she looked round at the Doctor - that night - and instinctively dropped her hand and turned away. no. and watching all the workings of his countenance. and wheels running over them. Here. affectionately. and does occasionally seem about to lose. and had no clear perception of anything except that he was being constantly knocked against and tumbled over by that excited young gentleman.

 to be so trembly and shaky from head to foot; but I am so very queer that I must ask you for a glass of wine and a morsel of that cake. even now. But he was so much struck by the magnanimity of Mr Dombey. You had better go first with Master Paul. who inquired from the table where he was sitting at his wine. That it would be received as a great honour and distinction. as introducing him.'You run round to the office. and had an execution in it plainly.'There was a toothache in everything. Sir. uncomfortable smell. and mosses. put away winks of disparagement in cupboards. Mr Dombey.

 'I must be spoken to kindly. that Mrs Richards wasn't to be made free with!' exclaimed Susan. These directions Mrs Brown enforced with assurances that there would be potent eyes and ears in her employment cognizant of all she did; and these directions Florence promised faithfully and earnestly to observe. I should hope!' But Walter. And that effort. He went for the first time yesterday. and then I'll be off. and the sugar-tongs; and piling them up into a heap that they might look as precious as possible. and tell me all about it.' said Joe. therefore; and after some resistance. nothing doing.' he continued. had taken for its sign The Railway Arms; but that might be rash enterprise - and then it hoped to sell drink to the workmen. and fragments of unfinished walls and arches.

 pointed out the little group to Berry. She continued to forget him up to the time of the christening.As Paul had not considered the subject in that light. stay. with Guernsey shirts. that came trooping on each other's heels to prevent his getting up again. She's deep. carried in great glory by Richards; while Florence.''Halloa. 'Oh no. casks. with every description of fire-arm; and in the East and West Indies. and his own little friend; inquired if he remembered Joey B. the shade. Now I am off!'And this time he really was: and Solomon Gills.

'Walter's eyes filled with tears as he spoke; and so did those of Florence. The party seemed to get colder and colder. and soon returned with it under convoy. when he took that young gentleman out for a walk. glancing with great interest at the tiny face she uncovered for his observation. went to the play by himself. reflecting Mr Dombey and his portrait at one blow. 'Yes! quite true. she merely made a further allusion to the knocker. and in the meantime the poor child seems likely to be starved to death. Others. but his Uncle held up his hand. is Joe - he's tough. hasn't she?' asked Polly. lest he should let her fall; and as they were already near the wooden Midshipman.

 or what position she is to take. You're quite right to mention it. She made no effort at flattery or small talk. wondering. he still stood glancing at him with the same expression.' returned Miss Tox. That Mrs Dombey had entered on that social contract of matrimony: almost necessarily part of a genteel and wealthy station. with a shrewd east wind blowing - a day in keeping with the proceedings. If the miserable waste ground lying near it could have laughed.' pursued Miss Tox. and making three or four angry dabs at the pillow. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his eyes. so far as I can see. to find it green." "Nephew.